Wishing Your Ex-Husband Dead

When I laughed again this morning at an article and its comments (mostly the comments) my daughter said she had thought I was just tired last night when I couldn’t breathe from laughing so long and hard over the same comments. Honestly, I hadn’t had that good of a laugh in a long time. The…

Worst Grandpa EVER! Shouldn’t Be Able to Vote

As I continue to purge the house to get ready to move, periodically I find little items that help me exercise my rage. I chucked the mug in the picture out the back door. Initially it didn’t break so I had to keep rage-throwing it to the very back of the lot until it was…

Resolve

Fuckface and his whore stalked the internet every day for hours during the last twelve months hoping to find any little nugget that he could use against me in our divorce trial.  Therefore, I had to stay quiet for a bit to make sure they were not sniffing around here.  Turns out, they were not. …

You Know What?  You’re Just a Bitch!

Occasionally my daughter and I like to bring up something from the past that Fuckface said or did, particularly something that exposes his idiocy.  It gives us great pleasure, especially if we are feeling salty and need an outlet. Lately our favorite roast has been an incident that happened Christmas Eve 2015.  We (Fuckface not…

Breadwinners and Power, Control, and Entitlement

As a divorcing woman, I can honestly say I am in no position to think about men, –not dating them, not having sex with them, nothing. I’m quite sure it’s projection, but when I see men in public, I roll my eyes when I believe that they think that I’m interested in talking to them….

Rage Day

What the hell does he have to be so angry about?  He cheated.  He knew the rules from day one.  We went to pre-martial counseling.  We took the personality tests and did the harmonious relationship comparisons and everything they had at the time to determine if we would be a successful marriage.  If he feigned…

Rations

I had a kernel of this thought published before and removed it because I felt like it was whining.  I wouldn’t feel like it was whining if I knew my audience was diverse and wide, but I understand for the most part people who read me or probably people like me, someone who needs to…

Infidelity Exposes Cowardliness, Part III

Sometimes when I use my Navy Federal Credit Union visa debit/check card, the employee processing my transaction will thank my husband for his service.  I used to keep my mouth shut and not say anything, sort of the way you say, “Fine,” when someone asks you, “How’s your day?” when in actuality your day has…

Digging That Hole

He keeps digging his hole deeper and deeper.  If his scorch the earth antics wouldn’t affect me in the long run, I wouldn’t care.  But, it will affect my children and me financially. Also, his behavior is making me scared, scared for my safety.  Maybe it’s paranoia.  I don’t know.  My line of reasoning is,…

Cheaters and Casinos

The Chump Lady’s post today talks about the sordidness of cheaters and casinos. I LMAO LMAO LMAO all the way through it. The similarities that cowardly cheaters share are interesting, more diverting than their contribution to marriage. My cheater used to meet his whore at the casino. He knew how I felt about the casino….

I Don’t Work for Ghosts

If no one gave me a manual and a mentor to help guide me with parenting (mothering) my children, why should I take on the responsibility of being my husband’s child-rearing mentor?  WHY? It’s not my job. I’m not his mother. My job to my children is to be a good parent to them.  It is…